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what does it take to come alive?
been refraining myself from pouring everything out for awhile. As usual, it always came to a boiling point. it's been hell for the past few days, especially bottling it up. does it really harm others to help a friend in need? or do people just want to see my breaking point and let me suffer in misery? & it really kills me to pretend to be calm while my mind keeps questioning my brain when all I could do is to break down at any moment.
In this sea of people I know, is there even one that I can trust or lean in? it takes a strong front to ask and trust me, it kills to have to answer it myself. I'm sick of empty promises. I want you to feel what you put me through.
- Forever is composed of nows ♥
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